drhilarius

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I have 8 stories published in 0 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 1857 times and 12 of my stories have been cherry picked.
4 of my 30 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 4 votes

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Pulp Fiction

Drenched in grey and metallic blue frames, wise guys in beige trench coats and matte black hats (and sometimes white gloves) have unfinished business...
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She Called It Kicker

In the corner lies a relic of fierce camaraderie, of battles fought with banter and laughter, of a summer whose warmth ceases to be. Soaked in blue...
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Virulence

Throngs and swarms, throngs and swarms of words and fury, encapsulated in forty and a hundred characters deafening bickering Gaussian noise, pour...
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Chan Nar Poorah

Not quite the village you see in pictures that magnify the squalor and human sufferings in search for poignance, Not quite the seductress Urbanah...
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Bunuel’s Safe Spaces With No Exits (Ft. Steven Wilson’s Harmony Korine)

In placid lone islands, six feet socially distanced, with no exits we reside, feeling the way the eyes of tornadoes must feel, there’s no sound to...

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4 of my comments have received 4 Great Feedback votes

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' A Poem of our times' indeed.

Posted on Thu, 24 Sep 2020

Being a  fan of Genesis and all things prog,  I felt a compulsion to commment :) . As I also lie trapped and haven't seen a lot of my friends this year, this hits hard. Such a moving piece.

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Again, so poignantly beautiful

Posted on Sun, 30 Aug 2020

"love is its own kind of suffering, 

and in this suffering we notice we are alive. " reminded me of Garcia Marquez's "Love in the time of Cholera", and "Of love and other demons". 

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Posted in Savannah

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So Beautiful

Posted on Tue, 25 Aug 2020

I liked this a lot. 

 

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Posted in Salamander

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Posted on Sun, 23 Aug 2020

"and would we, if we could, turn back,

reverse even our unintentional sins,

and at our play of might-have-beens 

what history should we modify,

before extinction quietened and

we wonder what it is that now fills...

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Posted in How to catch a laughing owl